Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs I feel like a low-life, with no life We ain't buying cds, we striving to live I feel like a low-life, with no life She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice They got no life so there just want to mess your life Beats and rap change my life, no joke Impeccable give it my note Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak No valid shot at life, chance to make it or succeed And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree Ive got no money and no honey life never sunnyIn the past hour, i'm just rebelling from government power. All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her Now tell me where's your true power Or something that you paid for No money, power, or drugs, Amen, they say you only live once The nine gonna pop in silence with power And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for I am on the mic with everlasting power Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power, Mr. teen and mr. t with a mouth full of powder Money equals greed, greed equals power, Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for For like eight hours i dominate with great powerMe, going to lose? i'll kill you without touching you, verbal abuse/ And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse Got her the bently coup, she call that old news Cause baby i refuse, to do a pup some abuse Yeah got to the club early just to get in free Physically i abuse hip-hop, verbally, I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes Don't let them hold you back, don't give into abuse Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes Even though i'm a victim of my father's abuse Lust will have you slipping Abuse and traffickingIf ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number Talk about i'm a buster? you're just a fake ass sucker, wannabe usher, with a stutter. Enough is enough with your fake ass lines Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights Guess they ran out of options Fake people who waste space and shot guns You get my fucking theses? I'm sharper than shark teeth Mind your motherfucking business I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches Cause too many people got weak ass hearts Hit the green like running backs with no yards Yeah keep laughing, you and your fake-ass friends/ Shitting on these niggas like i need dependsSo cold you need to wear a hat and gloves when you blast it up Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books You're buying up silvers like you need to kill a werewolf And every time i rise up they treat you, need you crucified, Now can i take it off yarub my tongue across yai do it so right Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh Just need some syllables to go one up You lyrics need to be rearranged, Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape Do you need a tissue to soak up the tears you display. I'mma do the right thing though, take shock anyway You need to be removed I must go like fly route You're behind in the game, you need to play some catch up Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut But not one of dem good ones On the slow jam of love Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side Im hitting out lyrics like im hitting in a fight Now put dem hands up hands up when i'm brandishing a weapon, This shit get critical, always gotta get different one You know that love is a very serious thing On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting U lookin real scared in dem streets cus And first off, i ain't trying to be conscious Makes dem realise u aint as perfect as you seem If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen Wear dem in da sand, wear dem in da snow, Ran outside to see the big showPeople followed but still looked down on age, She's a sex chaser, do whatever for the change High heel wearer, hell of a body At the age of fuckin three We start young,we live life and hopefully die in old age If you never do, still niggas look at you strange '' you shall come to your grave in ripe old age, Iverson was cool, but i supported victor page That's why at a young age i drink, Been blood with them bricks, pimp Put my hand through the wall such a young age Peep gamedon't let the money make you change I'm autumn leaves change Since she was a little age See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love Opposite of a compliment new age metropolis